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uummi · 10 months

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 6: Time Travel | Slade’s apprentice meets Ra’s’ heir | Hero/Civilian AU

Words Count: 2136

Title: Hourglass

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Tim had no idea where he was

One second he was in the watchtower waiting for Bruce to finish his work and go home, the other second he was trying to hold down the antique-looking magic item coming towards him at top speed to prevent from breaking

Now he was standing in the middle of one of the open bazaar from bygone eras with shabby clothes, greasy hair that had obviously not seen water for a long time, and a coal-black soiled face

The surroundings were too colorful to be a normal day, and the front of people's doors were covered with different items that could be dedicated as food and offerings

Tim wanted to be able to stop one of the hundreds of people passing by for a moment and ask at what time or exactly where he was, but because there was a possibility of distorting the perception of time, he kept his mouth shut from telling everyone and continued walking without knowing where he was, while at the same time checking his body

Under all that mud and dust, he was himself again. The same eye color, the same hair structure, even this body had a stabbing mark where the spleen should have been

He sighed deeply and ran his fingers over his face to remove the blackness from his face. He wonder if there was any chance that he could find water or something from somewhere, he felt really dirty

And then he realized how wrong what he had done was because from the moment his thin hands returned to their normal points, the gaze of every person in the bazaar turned to him in a confused, excited, but mostly scared way

Okay, this was starting to get weird. He frowned slightly and opened his lips to speak

But before he had the opportunity to do so, a young woman grabbed him by the arm and ran into the nearest apartment building

After the woman locked the door behind her, she started looking at Tim with her irises full of tears and started wiping the dirt on his body with a napkin that she dipped into a bucket that she filled with water

'My poor prince, you have forgotten again, have you not? It happens like this every time. You manage to make it to the end of the town, but your mind goes crazy before you can reach the person who will save you. My prince, what are they doing to you in that palace?'

At the sight of Tim's uncomprehending gaze, the woman sighed again, and after pouring the blackened water down the window, she took a small pigeon in her hand. The pigeon had a bell-like item on its foot and would probably make a noise that would spread around every second it flew

The woman, on the other hand, let the animal free without caring and after watching it fly for a few seconds, took him to a room with only a bed in it and locked the door behind it

Before hanging up, she also mentioned that she apologized for everything and did not want to do this

Tim took his head between his hands and banged it against the wall in anger. He should have thought about it a little more before doing something

But right now Tim had to combine the information he had. If what the woman just said is true, the body he is in right now belonged to the prince of this country, so in addition to being in a parallel universe, he probably also traveled through time because the kingdom regimes have taken off from validity at least 100 years ago in his own time period

He took the tip of his thumb nail between his lips and began to hit his teeth with anger while thinking at the same time

The other thing he knew was that the woman looked like she was afraid for his health. She said he had forgotten, so the owner of the body must being given drugs inside the palace or a medicine that caused memory problems, so he was not safe

But these were all results that were found if he accepted that the woman was reliable, so there was no possibility of saying much

And what was the reason why she apologized to him at the last moment? No, something was going wrong, and if Tim wanted to come back, he had to find a solution

He needed to start making plans but there were screaming sounds coming from outside...

Tim stuck his head up in the air with a speed that hurt his neck and started banging on the door. There wasn't even a window in the damn room, so the only way out was this piece of wood, but no matter how much he hit it, it didn't do anything but hurt his hands

In order to put strength on his shoulder, he went to the far end of the room several times and ran towards the door. When he finally succeeded, he felt his stomach lift because of the scene he was facing

This image was too much even for him, who had seen too many murders, so he could not say anything to the fact that the woman he thought had just helped him was gagging at the far end of the wall and crying

There were five bodies lying on the ground, if he hadn't counted wrong. Most of them had their internal organs chopped up and dumped at different points in the house. One of them had his upper and lower body separated from each other, his eyes were open, looking towards Tim

In the middle of everything, there was a man wearing an owl mask and holding a double sword in his hands

As soon as the man saw him coming, he left the soldier's body that he continued to torture and took his small body between his arms, ignoring the bloodstains that covered his own entire body

For a moment Tim could not decide what he should do. He wasn't sure if the body he was in knew how to fight, and he couldn't have focused more attention on himself, and it wasn't clear if this man would have left the crying woman alive if he ran away

In short, he had to be kidnapped...

Damn it...

From the moment they left the door, if you threw an injection just half an hour ago it wouldn't fall out and right now there wasn't even a single person in the bazaar, Tim felt the feeling of tension in his stomach grow even greater, and he turned his eyes to the man who continued to carry him without saying a single word

He was looking too calm for someone who had just put five people through a coffin

And he was exuding a familiar aura...

Tim puckered his lips and did the only thing he could do at that moment, quickly threw his hand towards the mask that hid the face

He could tell from the instantly stiffening body that the young man had guessed his movement, but after receiving no reaction, he put the item down and was confronted with a face from which he understood where the feeling of familiarity came from

Dick was the same in every sense, except that his eyes, which were normally blue, were yellow. There was even a scratch mark starting from under his lip and extending to the tip of his nose that he received on the last mission, and this brought to Tim's mind the hypothesis of bodies with the same characteristics

Of course, yellow eyes spoiled the job a lot, but the story about the Court of Owls in Bruce's time and the weapons they created, called Talons, was not so surprising as the result

So the Dick Grayson of this universe must be a Talon

The question is, what was the task of the Court of Owls in this universe?

Since he was squinting and not pulling his suspicious gaze away, the fingers on his body have been getting tighter and tighter, reminding him again of the fact that Tim had to say something

Dick seemed to be in control, so it might have been wrong to call him Talon, while the name Richard had never attracted him, and he didn't think he wanted to be called that right now

Wait, in this universe, was his name even Tim?

He started gritting his teeth, his nerves were starting to break down

Why was the summary of his life story impossible to decipher before traveling between universes?

His luckiest bet would be to call out like he always does, so he opened his lips and asked while praying for everything to go normally and to get some more answers from inside

'Dick, what's going on?'

None of the things he wanted happened. Hearing his own name, his older brother frowned and then took Tim into one of the alleyways, hitting him to the wall. Due to the effect of the impact, before he was even allowed to hold his back, a sword was held to his throat

Well, it must be the wrong decision to say Dick and right now he was going to be killed here

He was the only one who did not join this caravan on his family anyway so Tim did not feel betrayed and he knows this is not a good thing...

He looked around and tried to find something to help him defend himself, but the place was so deserted that he could even see the flying dust wheel

He took a deep breath and looked into Dick's yellow eyes

Tim hope that he wouldn't upset the Dick of his time too much with being dead

Well, who was he kidding, if anything happened to Tim, Dick would make life hell for everyone and tried to come here to take his revenge

In the battle of glances between the two, the big body opposite him must had seen something that, the sharp tool was slowly lowered and inserted into the scabbard

'You're not my Timmy, but you also are in a way?'

Although he didn't know how he understood, he shook his head up and down to get rid of this situation and felt his own eyes begin to fill up on the sad looks he received

Dick has always had a structure that destroys his walls, and Tim would not feel the need to hide his feelings next to him

A hand was extended to him, and Tim took a deep breath, looking at the joined fingers

Although it goes against everything he was taught, he chose to trust Dick

Because no matter what, Dick was the center of his life and Dick had never let down his trust

But it wasn't his own Dick he was facing...

With the needle-style tool pressed against his neck, he felt a tremor that instantly entered his body and a decrease in the ability to move in his legs. Just before he fell, arms were wrapped around his waist and his head was pressed to the point where the non-beating heart was located

Tim realized that tears were forming from the salt water coming towards his lips, and although he wanted to talk, he couldn't, so he made a little whimpering sound

The body holding him stroked his hair and started to walk back the way they had just passed

He saw that the woman, who he thought was helping him for only a few seconds, took a bag of gold from Dick and retreated

'Long live our king'

Oh would you look at that...

The real owner of the body was trying to escape from Dick himself...

Nightwing was in the watchtower, cradled and held the Tim, who was having difficulty controlling himself. He stroked the body to calm him down and then he fixed his eyes on the magic item in front of him with frowning eyebrows

The person standing close to sleeping on his chest right now was not his own Timmy. Although everyone diagnosed it as stupor under the influence of magic and went back to work, Dick knew much better

And Tim couldn't go back to his own body, just as it was done to the body in front of him, so someone in the place where he is now tried to cut off the wings of his little bird

He made a sound like a snarl between his lips. For years, he had tried to get his little baby into his cage voluntarily, and now, when he was so close to his request, someone was poking at his work

This meant war...

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the-alice-of-hearts · 10 months

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DickTim Week Day 6: Slade’s Apprentice Meets Ra’s Heir

Rating: Explicit, word count 8483, no archive warnings would apply. It is omegaverse though. A lot of characters get to make an appearance in this one. Hope you all like it!

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Dick had a handle on things. Or, well, he at least felt like he did… He would…God he hoped he was doing the right thing. Tim had left though, Dick needed the omega and he left. Gotham needs Batman, and Dick was the only one who could fulfill that role. He was the only one of Bruce’s sons who could step into the suit and god is he didn’t hate that that was the truth. Dick looked over at Damian before nodding.

“Robin, that’s enough for tonight. Go back to the cave and I’ll be there soon.”

Damian stared at him for a moment and then that look of disgust came over his face. “You’re going to look for the pretender again aren’t you?”

Dick grit his teeth and took in a deep breath. “I’m going to see what progress Oracle has made in tracking him down, yes.” Damian went to speak again but Dick held up a hand. “Robin, you will return to the cave. I don’t want to hear anything more on the topic.”

Damian held his stare for a moment and Dick knew that if he could see through the whiteouts he would see Damian’s eyes lit up like fire. Finally the teenager nodded and ran off.

Dick reached up and pressed the button on his com. “Agent A, I’m sending Robin home. If he’s not back in the next twenty minutes please inform me.”

“Roger that Batman.”

Dick let out a sigh and then started his way to the clock tower. He wanted to see how Babs was doing, and he actually did have a small bit of hope that maybe she had found some trail of Tim.

He landed on top of the tower and waved at the camera that she had set up next to the bat entrance. It took less than five seconds for her to open the hatch, but it was enough time for him to worry that she wasn’t going to let him in.

“What do you need Batman?” She asked as he landed behind her.

“How are you doing?” He asked softly.

“I’m fine.” She won’t look at him and he knows why. He knows that she is angry, but god it hurts.

“Babs, I-” He tries to talk to her, but then she turns her head and looks at him.

“Don’t. I have the birds looking for clues, but no one has seen him. If Tim doesn’t want to be found then he won’t be.” She looks back at her setup and sighs. “He’s good, and if he needed help he would reach out. If he accesses any of the bat tech then I’ll know, but he’s gone to ground. Maybe this is a good thing, maybe he’s out.”

Dick hangs his head and squeezes his hands tight. “You know that he isn’t. He’s out there somewhere, and I honestly don’t know that he will reach out. Cassie hasn’t seen him, Steph can’t track him, he hasn’t called or written…”

Babs kept typing for a moment while Dick stood there hoping she would say something else. “If you keep that up then the scent blockers are going to fail you before you get back to the cave. Gotham still thinks Batman is a beta.” Her cutting tone was harsh, but it snapped him out of his head.

“I’ll head home.” Dick gave in.

“Be safe out there Batman,” Babs called out to him and Dick waved at her before leaving the tower the same way he came in.

Dick ran his hand over the cowl and glared, he hated this stupid suit. Dick started his way back to where the batmobile was stashed in an alley. He kept an ear out for anything that was happening, but it was starting to crest into morning and crime had slipped back into the shadows for the day. Dick made it to the car and then stopped short. Because there was a bright red note on the windshield, and the tires were stacked next to the car with a tire iron sitting on top.

“HOOD!” Dick screamed.

He smelled the other alpha before he stepped out of the shadows. “Might want to get it together fast. Sun’s comin’ up in little over an hour,'' Jason snarked at him through the voice modulator.

Dick launched himself at Jason and tried to strike fast. “What the hell?”

Jason easily sidestepped his strikes and danced further into the alley. “Needed your attention,” Dick growled loudly and Jason just laughed. “Oh, is the big bad bat playin’ at bein’ an alpha?”

Dick sneered at him. “Don’t make me bite you.”

“Cool it, golden boy, I have information.” Jason struck out and Dick had to back up to avoid the fist.

“What is it?” Dick demanded.

“Deathstroke,” Jason responded. “He left a message with me.” Jason nodded to the car. “Don’t know what it says, but he paid me good to give it to you.”

Dick pulled back and turned to look at the letter. “Why not just drop it off?”

Jason shrugged. “Because he told me that he’d know when you read it, and that if you didn’t then he’d make my life miserable.”

Dick glared at the paper as though he could make it disappear.

“What does orange and black want with you?” Jason asked.

“Nothing good,” Dick muttered.

“Well, read it, yeah? I’ll put the tires back.” Jason walked over to the tires to start the process.

Dick walked over to the letter and picked it up carefully. He didn’t know what Slade wanted, but he knew whatever it was, it was gonna be bad. He looked at Jason and stepped into the alley so that he wasn’t too close in case there was poison or something inside the envelope. Turning it over he saw there was nothing on the outside, and the seal was just the normal glue seal that envelopes came with. With shaking fingers, he grabbed a Batarang from his belt and sliced open the envelope. No puff of smoke, but he could smell that Slade had scented the paper. He pulled out the letter and unfolded it.

Renegade,

I know whom you seek, and better yet, I know where the wayward Robin is. You know what I want, you know I can deliver, and you know that this is how it will always end. Come back to me, and I will help you get your omega back.

-Deathstroke

Dick held his breath. No one knew Tim’s dynamic, not even Bruce knew that Tim was an omega, hell even in her brainwashing of Jason, Talia had never known that Tim was an omega. Damian only found out because when Tim left he had left the cave filled with the scent of an omega in distress. Dick assumed that Alfred knew, but nothing made it past the eyes of him. He looked over at Jason, did he know? Did Babs? He took a moment to wonder if Kon or Bart knew before…

“So, anything interesting?” Jason asked from where he was putting the second tire back on.

“Just more of the same old same old.” Dick lied. “He wants to meet with me, I’m not going to give him the satisfaction.”

Jason studied him and then turned back to the tire with a small hum. “Any word on the replacement?”

Dick shook his head. “Not yet.”

“He’s still out there, Oracle will find him.” Jason walked over to grab the third tire and then tilted his head. “What?”

Dick shook his head and swallowed back his instincts. “Just worried about him, he’s been no contact since Steph.”

Jason stared at him for another moment. “Take my bike and go home. I’ll bring the car back.”

Dick gave a small smile. “Thanks Little Wing.”

“Whatever, just give me your keys.” Jason tossed his bike keys at Dick and Dick tossed back the keys to the batmobile.

He made the trip back as fast as he could. Damian was most likely waiting up for him, and he needed to get him to bed before the pup fell asleep in the cave again. He let himself pull on his bond with Tim just once, hoping that maybe the omega would respond this time, but like every other attempt Dick was met with a wall of nothing. Tim’s bond was still there though, so he was still alive, and for now, that was all Dick could know. Tim’s silence was hard, but he had survived so much, and he would come home… probably.

---

Tim could admit that maybe his plans were not always the most thought out. Lying in the dessert bleeding out next to the only remaining member of his team he could see how this could have gone a little differently.

“B-b-b,” Pru tried to talk but Tim just shook his head.

“Not dead yet,” he gasped out. “I’m gonna get us out of here.”

He slowly turned on his side and clicked the emergency beacon that Ra’s hadn’t taken from him. There was a slim chance that he’d make it back to the hotel for the drop, but maybe Dick would come for him. Curling up in a ball for just two seconds he allowed himself to close his eyes and imagine the alpha scruffing him and telling him it was all going to be okay. “Get up,” he hissed at himself.

He pulled a pressure bandage from his bandolier and applied it to the hole in his side. It wouldn’t do much about the blood loss he was already suffering, but maybe it would at least keep him alive long enough to get Pru safe.

He stumbled into the motel room and laid Pru on the bed. “I’ll contact the league, it’ll be okay.”

One moment he was holding the radio and the next he was kneeling on the floor trying not to throw up. Taking in a deep breath and clenching his eyes shut he kept himself together. Tim reached out to the radio and flipped it on. “We’ve been attacked. Two losses, myself and one asset are back at base.”

If a reply came Tim wouldn’t have known. The last thing he heard before passing out due to blood loss was footsteps and a deep voice.

“Finally caught you little bird.”

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Tim woke up in a room that was glowing. Shit. He rolled away from the source of the light and stood up to see that he was indeed in the Lazarus room. His fingers itched to grab a weapon but he was in a loose gown without anything on him.

“Ah, Detective, you’re finally awake.” Ra’s sauntered toward him from the side of the room. “I was beginning to worry that we would have to throw you in the pit after all.”

Tim grasped at that information and reached for his side to feel where the stab wound was.

“Fickle things stab wounds, yours wouldn’t stop bleeding so we had to remove your spleen. The stitches will come out in a few days and you’ll be back to finding the Bat.” Ra’s was within arm's distance now.

Tim cleared his throat. “What about-”

Ra’s held up a hand. “You’ll have very few questions when I am done, I’d save them.”

Tim glared but held his tongue. If there was one thing he was good at it was getting adults to not lash out at him.

“Prudence was brought back with you, her failure in keeping her team together will be punished after her own healing is done. The man who brought you here let slip a beautiful nugget of information that was quickly confirmed. I believe you know Ms. Fox? Or at least her father?”

Tim went cold. Tam Fox was a good person who as of yet hadn’t really been wrapped up into the whole Batman thing. If she was here…

“You’ll be escorted back to your chambers and she is there waiting for you.” Ra’s continued shattering Tim’s hold on himself. He was endangering a civilian. “I have a proposal for you, one that I believe you will be interested in this time. But, before I tell you I think you may want that reunion first. You’ll have time to ask your questions later.”

“Ra’s-”

He held up a hand and Tim fell silent as the doors opened and a few assassins came into the room. They surrounded Tim and Ra’s made his exit before he had another chance to talk.

“Come with us, detective.” One of the assassins turned and started to lead him down the hallways.

He couldn’t decide what was the worse reason for being escorted through the compound. Because on the one hand, were they afraid he would get lost because he didn’t know his way around? Or was it because he was a threat and Ra’s wanted him observed closely even while in his sanctuary… either option was a bad one.

He stepped into the room that Ra’s had been keeping him in while he was here and stood by the door when the scent of angry scared beta came over him.

“Stay right there.” Tam hissed from the bedroom. “I’ll come out there.”

Tim stayed still and waited, attempting to control his scent like Pru had been teaching him to do since blockers weren’t allowed to be worn within the compound. “Tam, it’s Tim.”

The sudden movement into the room by the beta woman was a lot and Tim acted on instinct to avoid her.

“You idiot! Why are you out here? Why haven’t you reached out! What are you doing!” Tam yelled at him.

“Back up, why are you here Tam?” He asked softly.

“My father sent me, we need you back at WE. Things are going back and Dick isn’t handling anything well with having so much on his plate. We need you back so you can help.” She went for the logic route and Tim couldn’t hold back the half growl.

“He’ll be fine. He has the rest of them, and I’m needed here. Besides, I’m almost done.” Tim had the last bit of evidence he needed to prove to the JL that Bruce was out there. “All I need to do is to get Ra’s to deal.”

“Drake, you’re an idiot if you think he’s gonna let you leave here.” Tam sat down at the coffee table and glared at him. “He’s taken me hostage so that you can’t, and you know it.”

Tim nodded sadly. “Yeah, yeah I know.”

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Three days. That’s how long Ra’s gave him before summoning Tim to his inner sanctuary again.

“Detective,” Ra’s greeted him.

“Ra’s,” Tim responded, refusing to bow to the insane man and give him any semblance of submission.

“Timothy, you know that there was a time that I sought out the Bat as my heir.” Ra’s started in.

“And put his son on the path to kill me, yeah, I remember.” Tim snarked. “What’s the point here?”

“I have a proposal for you. I want you to be my heir, I want you to carry on the league and lead it into a new era.” Ra’s smiled at him. “It would be so simple, for you to take over the league would take very little.”

“Be your heir? Or bear your heir?” Tim felt the need to clarify before anything more came of this conversation.

Ra’s laughed. “Detective, not to offend, but I am an old man and it has been a long time since I have kept up with another Omega, the league can only be headed by someone with a strong mind, holding onto the bonds of loyalty for all of the league members is something you will need to be trained into. It will be easier if you have a mate, but obviously, I have proven that with a strong enough mind you don’t have to have one.”

“What would I have to do?” Tim asked.

“Simple, give up the Bat’s way of thinking. Accept a bond from me so I can teach you the league’s ways better. Finally, if there comes a time that you wish to mate you would need to understand that you will be mating for the good of the league, love has very little to do with that.” Ra’s smiled at him. “You are already a trained fighter, you need only history lessons and the passing over of the league would be ready once I am ready to let go.”

“Can I think about it?” Tim asked quietly.

“I will expect your answer at dinner.” Ra’s agreed and then motioned for Tim to leave.

Tim started forming his plan as he was escorted back to his rooms. There was a way to get Bruce back to Gotham, and that’s what mattered really wasn’t it? That Bruce was Batman again, and that he was safe. Tam also needed to get home, and he now had something that the demon’s head wanted.

He walked into the room where Tam was writing something in the little journal she had been allowed to keep. “Listen, I’m gonna get you home. There’s just one thing I need you to do for me.”

She looked at him warily. “What?”

“I need you to tell Oracle that I’m dead, and I need you to give her this.” Tim walked over to his suit and fished the hidden flash drive out of it.

“What do you mean you’re dead?” Tam demanded. “Tim, what are you doing?”

Tim sighed. “Okay, I’m not dead dead, but I do need them to stop looking for me okay? Gotham needs Batman, and he needs to keep his head there and not go looking for the lost Robin. Hood came back, Oracle is established, and Nightwing chose the next Robin already. They don’t need me, they need to get Batman back, and they need to stay away where they’re safe.”

“I’m not telling your family that you’re dead,” Tam responded.

“They will get themselves killed coming after me if you don’t.” Tim glared. “Just trust me, please.”

Tam finally nodded. “Fine.”

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Barbara was having a typical night, running coms from her clock tower, keeping her ear to the ground for any sign of Tim, and making sure that her boys didn’t do anything too stupid. So she was very taken aback when someone was waving at the camera hidden in the broom closet on the main level. She turned on the mic from that room to listen.

“-and I know you don’t really know me, but I have a message that I’m supposed to bring straight to you.”

“Who are you?” Barbara asked.

“My name is Tam Fox. He told me to say the birds only fly because the augury watches over them.”

Barbara hit the button to open the door to the hidden elevator before Tam even finished the code that Tim told her. It was an old joke of his that she was reading the skies by the trails of her birds so she was less oracle of delphi and more an augur.

Tam stepped into the room and Barbara looked her over. “Where is he?”

Tam nodded. “I have a line I’m supposed to say, but before any of that happens you need this. He told me that you’d be the only person who could decrypt it.” Tam handed her a flash drive and Barbara looked at it. It was one of hers that Tim had borrowed some case files on years ago.

“What’s on it?” She asked as she plugged it into a spare laptop that wasn’t connected to anything just in case it was corrupted.

Tam bit her lip and then nodded to herself. “Tim said it’s the proof he was looking for. He said if you use this you’ll find the real Batman.”

Barbara stilled for half a second and then started typing quickly to get the files off the drive. That idiot had done it. He actually found Bruce.

Tam fidgeted and Barbara looked up to see her playing with the bracelet on her wrist. “I-I think that Nightwing needs to be here to hear the rest of the message.”

Barbara studied her and then nodded. If Tim wanted them to know something he sent the right person. Tam was strong, she had her father’s strength. Barbara turned back to her computer and flipped on the line to Dick. He was on his regular route and nothing major had popped up so he could come here for a quick update. “Batman, you’re needed in the tower. Feel free to bring Robin-”

“No!” Tam interrupted her.

Barbara looked over and tilted her head.

“Trust me, please,” Tam whispered. “Oracle? Everything okay?” Dick asked in her ear.

“Nvm on that, I need you, let Robin patrol solo or send him home. Either way, you need to be here five minutes ago.” She nodded at Tam who relaxed a little.

“We’re kinda in the middle of patrol right now O.” Dick sounded conflicted.

“There’s someone here who’s spotted your wayward bird. They have a message for us from him.” Barbara responded.

“I’ll be there momentarily.” Dick’s response was curt and she knew that he was going to be angry.

Barbara set aside the laptop after seeing that Tim had everything organized the way he usually did and knew that she’d be able to get everything to whom it needed to go in the right order. “Can I offer you some tea?” She asked Tam.

Tam shook her head. “Actually, do you have a coke? Or something carbonated in general? I’ve had so much tea in the last month I’m not sure I can stand another glass for a while.”

Barbara laughed and motioned to the fridge in the corner. “Help yourself, will you grab me two bottles of water?”

Tam went over and grabbed the drinks and then Dick’s tracker showed him on the roof. “Incoming,” Barbara said as she wheeled over to accept the waters after having opened the trap door for Dick.

Dick landed in the room and looked around before zeroing in on Tam. “Where is he?”

“Hello Batman, how are you? Do you know Tam Fox?” Barbara interrupted.

Dick turned to glare for a second. “Oracle.”

“No, it’s okay.” Tam gave a sad smile and then gestured to the chair. “You might want to sit down.”

Barbara stilled her fingers on the laptop and saw that Dick was standing completely still for the first time in a long while. “Where is he?” She whispered out.

Tam steeled herself. “Tim’s exact words to me before I got out were. ‘Tell them I’m dead because there’s no way I’m breaking us both out of here alive. Not without compromising who I am.’ Then I was being led out of the compound as quickly as possible.”

“What compound?” Dick asked. “Where is Tim?”

“He’s with Ra’s Al Ghul.” Tam looked at them with a fire in her eyes. “And if it weren’t for my stupidity then he would probably be delivering that flash drive himself, but he isn’t. He wants you all to be here, he wants you to save Batman, and he wants you to let him go. Ra’s offered him a choice and he took it. If you care about him, if you ever cared about him, you’ll let him do this.”

Barbara winced when Dick let out a slightly hysterical laugh. “He told you to say that, didn’t he?”

Tam nodded at him. “Told me that it was the only way to get a group of stupid alphas to trust his judgment.”

The stunned Dick into standing still again and then he looked at Barbara. “Find Bruce, he’s gonna be the only one who can convince the little shit that self-sacrifice is an idiotic move.”

“Tim already found him.” She replied, having gone back to looking in the folders. “We need a time machine, but Bruce is located and will be okay. I’m calling Clark.”

Dick nodded at her. “I need to run. Ms. Fox, thank you for getting this information back to us.”

Before either of the women could say anything Dick was grappling out of the clock tower and Barbara just stared, wishing she could give him better news.

“Nothing ever happened between Nightwing and Tim did it?” Tam asked.

Barbara shook her head. “Not to my knowledge, besides, as far as I’m aware Nightwing is only into Omegas.”

Tam snapped her head to look at her and then just nodded in understanding. “Oh, I see.”

“I’m about to have a lot of company, you should leave the way you came in.” Barbara turned to look back at her system. “Seriously, thank you, you have no idea how much this means to all of us. If you ever need anything, get in touch.”

Tam gave a small smile and nod and then headed to the elevator. “Please, if you guys do get him to come home, tell him that I didn’t say a word more than he told me to.”

---

Two weeks, it took two weeks for Bruce to be back in the watchtower. Another week and a half to get him decontaminated so that he could come back to the cave, and a fourth week was spent letting him rest before Dick finally cornered him in his office.

“We have to go get Tim.” Dick opened with the only thing he cared about.

Bruce nodded like he had known that that’s what Dick was going to say. “I know he’s important-”

“He’s the only reason you came home, ‘important’ doesn’t begin to cover it.” Dick cut him off.

“Dick, I know. But he made his choice.” Bruce was talking to him like this was when one of the Titans left the team to quit the hero life.

“What are you saying?” Dick demanded.

“Tim has asked us not to come after him.” Bruce tried the gentle voice again and Dick growled.

“He is in an unknown situation, where he was keeping a civilian safe, he doesn’t need us to sit back and do nothing!” Dick clenched his fists and could feel his nails digging into his palms. “He didn’t give up on you-”

“Enough!” Bruce cut him off this time. “I’m not giving up on Tim. I’m respecting his final request. It’s likely he’s dead Dick, based on the message he sent to me with Tam he made an impossible choice, and if we go after him they will dunk him in the pit and hope for the best. He begged me not to come after him, told me he’d rather stay dead then be whatever twisted form that the pit would bring back.”

Dick held impossibly still not daring to even breathe. He took two seconds to try to control himself before turning and stalking out the door. “Fine! If you won’t go find him, I’ll find him myself!”

Damian scrambled out of his way as he stalked past. Dick knew that the pup would be upset, but he couldn’t think about that right now, his omega was out there in the hands of the demon himself and Dick needed him back.

Cass stepped in front of him when he reached the front door and held out a notebook in one hand and the keys to his bike in the other. “Find him, save him, come home.”

“I’ll do my best,” he whispered. “Watch out for Dami?”

Cass laughed and nodded. “Pack will still be standing when you get home. Rescue your omega.”

He accepted the items from her hands and pulled her into a hug. “Promise.”

His first stop was his apartment. He had a go-bag stashed there and there was only one more person to see and the easiest way to do that was to be suited up. He slipped into his apartment and then paused. There was a scent lingering in the room, one that he hadn’t been this close to in months. Dick rushed to his bedroom and changed as fast as possible. The other alpha clearly hadn’t been there in a few hours, but he had left his scent for a reason. Once he was suited up as Nightwing once more Dick grabbed his go-bag and slipped out the window. If he was going where he thought he was then he wouldn’t need the bike again for a long while.

Dick slipped his com in his ear and waited for Babs to contact him while he made his way in the direction of Crime Alley, he didn’t miss the fact that the other alpha’s scent was going the same direction.

“You’re being an idiot, but I get it. Bring him home yeah?” Babs’ voice came through the com unit.

“If no one will help then I need to do this on my own. I’ll do my best to bring him home.”

“Just don’t get dead yourself.” She responded. “I’m gonna scramble your unit. Take it with you and use it if you need extraction.”

“Love you too Oracle.” Dick smiled and then pulled the unit out of his ear. He placed it into a lead-lined container that Tim had given to him months before his disappearance.

“Yo! Golden child!” Jason’s voice came from his left and Dick stopped short to see him approach. “Daddy bats back up and moving?”

“He better be.” Dick nodded.

“You going after the wayward bird?” Jason asked seriously.

“Someone has to,” Dick smirked.

Jason nodded. “Get Deathstroke out of the alley before you leave yeah? He says he won’t leave until he talks to you and he’s makin’ my guys nervous.”

“Don’t worry Hood, I think he’ll be leaving real soon.” Dick smiled. “Keep them safe, yeah?”

“Don’t get mushy, just bring the bird home.” Jason rolled his eyes.

Dick nodded and then went back to tracking Slade’s scent through Gotham. He found him sitting at a little rooftop cafe near the alley and recognized some of Jason’s men milling about trying to remain inconspicuous.

“Nightwing.” Slade greeted him and gestured for him to sit down.

“Help me.” Were the first words that Dick could get out of his mouth.

“I can help you get to your Omega, however, it will take time. Time that you will need to follow my orders, and time that you will need to do what must be done. Are you willing?” Slade asked him with a voice that bordered on straight out commanding.

“Two years.” Dick held out a hand. “You have two years or I’ll go get him on my own.”

Slade smiled at him and nodded. “Let’s go.”

~~~

“I want a mate.” Tim requested one day.

Ra’s looked him over for a moment and then tilted his head in a motion to continue.

Tim steeled himself for the conversation. “My heats last a week and a half on average, this is fine, but I know that they would be shorter, and far less painful if I had a mate. You wish for me to take on the league’s bonds, I believe that I will have a clearer head to learn from you if I’m experiencing heats in a regulated fashion.”

“Detective, it’s been a while since you’ve stepped foot out of the halls of Nanda Parbat, do you have a suitor in mind? Or-” Ra’s paused as Tim held up his hand.

“My chosen mate will fight for me. Let the champions come, and I will choose the one who can one day help me carry the league into a new era.”

Ra’s smiled and nodded. “I’ll arrange a tournament.”

Tim had made this decision with a lot of thought, but he was still nervous about letting just any alpha touch him. A part of him hoped that Talia let slip to Bruce that he was going to be mated, but the rest of him knew that the beta wouldn’t let any of his sons come after him, not after Tim’s ultimatum. It was comforting in a way that he had been left alone for this long already. Ra’s was a difficult teacher, and each fight against him had been fought tooth and nail, but it was going to be worth it when he finally took control of the league. He could change things, he had to change things. Maybe Bruce would even let him come home… six months and counting was making it seem like maybe Bruce wouldn’t.

“Stop it,” he whispered to himself. “You can’t think like that.”

It took Ra’s three days to let Tim know that the tournament was on. Three of Ra’s best fighters, someone hand-picked by Lex Luthor himself, and two other champions that were chosen by mentors that Ra’s had contacted. Tim knew that the Justice League would know something was going on when all these people showed up in Pakistan, but Tim was just hoping that either Bruce would keep them away or would be one of them.

The tournament was set to be in a week, the actual fighting wouldn’t start until Tim’s pre-heat started softening his caramel smell, but he would have a chance to have dinner with the potential suitors before the fight began the next day. He needed to remember that whoever won would be a faceless nobody, someone who didn’t know him, and he needed to keep his head on when he came out of a loveless heat.

Slade was the first to arrive at the compound. His apprentice was tall and strong and unfortunately wore a mask just like his master to hide his features from the world. Slade referred to him as Renegade and told Ra’s that the man had been trained by the best that Sade would accept. Tim felt like a bug being inspected anytime Renegade was in the room. He moved silently like most of the league, but Tim could feel the alpha’s eyes on him whenever he stepped into a shared space. Ra’s champions were often following Tim, one of them had been his bodyguard when he first got to the compound, and the other two were unknown to Tim. The next to arrive at the compound was Lex Luthor, his champion was promised to be there at dinner but Tim hadn’t caught sight of the alpha yet. Finally, Ra’s informed him that Lady Shiva had accepted the summons and brought her own alpha champion to fight for his heat. When she arrived the league went silent at the sight of the young alpha in her wake. The One Who Knows All hadn’t been back on league territory since she joined the bats and Tim was ready to destroy everything he had fought for if it weren’t for the fact that any fight he started would end with him jumpstarting his heat. He may love Cass, but he didn’t expect her to be the bat that showed up first. In fact, he had partially expected Dick to find his own way into the compound to fight for Tim’s hand. But he couldn’t think about the alpha that could have been right now. He needed to figure out how he was going to get Cass out of Ra’s hands when she won the right to his heat.

The dinner came and Tim suddenly had a whole new problem.

Tim walked into the hall behind Ra’s and then froze. Because sitting next to Lex as his champion was Conner. “Kon,” Tim breathed out and Kon looked at him and lifted his mouth into a smile.

“I reject you.” The words were out of his mouth before he could think. Ra’s had told him that he was allowed to reject one of the champions, he had thought originally he would use this on one of the league alphas, but seeing Kon sitting there he knew what he needed to do. “My lord, I reject Kon-el, Connor Luthor, champion of Lex Luthor. We would make a poor match.”

“Tim-” Kon tried to step forward but Renegade was suddenly before him with a knife that looked to be tinted green from where Tim was standing.

“He rejected you kid, get out.” Renegade’s masked voice was deep and gravely and Tim hadn’t heard it before. Cass was just watching what was happening from her own seat but he could see that she was conflicted.

“If you don’t leave it will take me three seconds to out the identity of the second superboy to everyone sitting in this room, and I’ll make sure the knowledge goes public.” Tim hissed under his breath and Kon paled. “Do not think for one second that I’m bluffing, ask Batman why he hasn’t come for his wayward bird and you’ll know I’m a bigger threat than any of you have ever faced.”

Kon studied his face and then nodded. “Okay, I’ll leave… I just needed to know that you’re alive.” Kon turned on his heel and then in a burst of air he flew out but not before Tim felt his TTK brush a lock of his hair back from his face. Lex followed his son out of the room.

Tim blinked the tears that had formed while he was threatening his best friend back and looked to Ra’s and bowed low. “I apologize, my lord.”

Ra’s smiled at him and gestured to the table. “Come sit, it’s time to eat.”

Tim gracefully sat down on the cushion on Ra’s right-hand side. This put him right next to Renegade and that made him nervous. The alpha still hadn’t fully removed his mask, rather he had just taken off the bottom so he could eat. On Ra’s other side was Lady Shiva and then Cass who was watching Renegade as closely as Tim was. Tim knew that he could take any of the league champions in a tussle even when all heated up, and Cass would be gentle with him, but Renegade he had no idea about.

Tim watched as everyone selected food and waited for Ra’s to eat. Tim followed suit and pulled some food onto his own plate. Ra’s took the first bite and then everyone started to eat quietly. After a time Ra’s struck up a conversation with Lady Shiva and Slade about their travels. Tim kept watching everyone else and started doing statistics in his head as to how the battle for his heat would go. Without knowing Renegade well enough he had to assume that he would be out earlier than one of the assassins, but he also didn’t want to discredit the unknown completely. Cass seemed to be watching him closely so he was someone to watch out for, according to her, but maybe that was just because he was also unknown to her? What if he’s gone up against the bats before though? Dick had been dealing with Slade for a long time, what if the mercenary wanted to test his protege against Nightwing? Fuck, has the alpha fought ‘wing before? What if Dick-

“You should eat something,” Renegade whispered to him, startling him out of his thoughts.

Tim tilted his head to look at him more properly and then noticed that Renegade was holding a bite out for him. “I’m not-”

“You’re in preheat, you must be starving. The nerves of the fight are getting to us all, but you’ll need your strength when the victor carries you to bed.” Renegade reasoned with him and Tim nodded. Opening his mouth he allowed Renegade to hand feed him a piece of lettuce that he had piled with rice and a little fish and mango.

“Thank you,” he responded after swallowing.

Renegade gestured to Tim’s plate. “Eat, and don’t worry too much. The stone is rolling and only the most worthy will lay with you tonight.”

Tim nodded and turned back to his plate and ate slowly enough that it didn’t look like he was following an order. He couldn’t show weakness to these alphas, he’d already accidentally shown favoritism to Renegade and that was sure to bite him in the ass later when the alpha lost. Tim could already feel Cass’ eyes on him after the exchange.

Dinner finished and they were led out to the training yard. Ra’s had a chair there and Tim had his matching cushion next to it. He followed Ra’s and gracefully sank down to kneel. He watched Lady Shiva and Slade speak to their proteges and then move to the sides of the arena to watch. They both stood with precision and looked at Ra’s. All five of the remaining alphas lined up in the center of the arena and turned to look at the Demon’s Head.

Ra’s stood up and the silence was palpable. “Thank you all for coming to witness the battle for Timothy’s heat and position as his mate. As league tradition, I have summoned champions that are worthy to be called consort to the heir. These five warriors shall battle according to Timothy’s rules, and after the last alpha is standing they will have the privilege of a chase to Timothy’s quarters. If they can catch our prince and bond with him, they will become his mate. As per tradition, Timothy has been allowed to determine the rules of the battle.”

Ra’s stepped back and gestured to Tim who stood up. “You can all kill a man in many different ways, but that’s not what I want to see. I was originally trained to incapacitate a man but leave him alive, I want to see that. To win the privilege of my chase, you will need to incapacitate your opponents without killing them.”

The three assassins shared a glance towards Ra’s but when he didn’t object or contradict Tim they bowed. Neither Renegade nor Cass seemed phased about Tim making this rule and Cass even spared a smile toward him. He stepped back and kneeled back down and the five alphas took their stances. Ra’s declared the start and the alphas started. Renegade looked at Cass and nodded and then the two of them turned toward the assassins. The three assassins were going after Cass as a team in an attempt to take down The One Who Knows All first. The apparent team-up of Renegade and Cass is lost on them at first before Renegade uses their distraction to nerve strike one of the assassins and take him down to the ground. When he falls like a sack of potatoes Tim is a little nervous, but then can see the man twitch his fingers in an attempt to move. The remaining assassins split up, each taking on one of the other alphas. Tim keeps a watch on Renegade’s fight, watching the man move fluidly in a way that reminds him of Babs when she was still Batgirl, or maybe Dick’s Robin days before he started streamlining in the Nightwing mantle. Cass must have taken out her opponent because she was approaching Renegade’s battle. He tilted his head at her and then did a flip over the assassin that looked so familiar. He turned in the air at the last minute to strike at the assassin and he went down. Renegade then turned his attention to Cass. The two of them bowed to one another and then started to circle. Tim glanced at Ra’s who smiled, he seemed happy with the outcome no matter what way it went. Slade hadn’t put his mask back on after dinner so Tim could see the smug satisfaction on his face that his protege had made it this far. Lady Shiva just looked bored, like she knew the outcome from the beginning.

Then Cass spoke. “Sure?”

Renegade nodded once and then she stood still.

“Home?” She asked.

Renegade shrugged and glanced in Tim’s direction then looked back at her.

She took up a stance and walked forward to him. Then spoke looking straight at Tim. “I yield.”

Tim gasped and Ra’s started clapping. “Congratulations, Renegade. Detective?” Ra’s turned his attention to him and smiled. “Run.”

Tim scrambled to stand up as fast as he could and started the run to his nest. If he could make it there before Renegade caught him then he would get to fight in his own room without an audience, if he couldn’t then tradition dictated that Renegade mate him wherever he was caught and defeated, regardless of how out in the open it was. Tim had started really getting hot as the alphas clashed in the ring, but the chase and knowing that a worthy alpha was on his heels was starting to make his hindbrain scream to be dominated. Tim chanced a glance behind him and almost tripped over his own feet when he saw Renegade so close to him. He was playing with him, teasing him. Tim purrs and Renegade lets out a soft rumble in return.

“You gonna lead me to your nest Sweetheart? Or do I need to take you here?” Renegade asked.

Tim was torn, he wanted to feel the powerful alpha now, but he also valued his privacy, but the league was his, or it would be, and he wanted… everything. Tim whined and then made a decision, darting to the left and in the direction of his nest.

He heard Renegade still close and put an extra burst of speed in as he saw his open doors. Renegade must have seen them too because suddenly he was tackled to the ground. They rolled into Tim’s rooms and Tim heard his attendants closing the doors behind them. Renegade had him facedown in a pin and reached up to finally take off his mask. Tim could hear the thing fall to the ground and then felt lips at his ear.

“Don’t freak out Babybird,” the alpha whispered to him and Tim was filled with urgency to see Renegade’s face.

He struggled and bucked himself up, toppling the alpha to the ground. He turned around and pounced on him and then paused looking down at the face of Dick Grayson. “Dick?”

“Hey, sweetheart.” Dick brushed his hand over Tim’s cheek and held his face in his hand.

Tim felt the tears well up and whined in frustration. “No, you can’t-”

“Please don’t reject me.” Dick stopped him. “Timmy, I’ve wanted you for years, and you disappeared before I could explain, but please don’t reject me again.”

Tim gasped and then lunged away. Dick grasped his ankle and pulled him back and rolled them so Dick was pressing him into the ground again. The alpha leaned in and inhaled his scent. “Your heat smells so sweet omega.” He rumbled into Tim’s ear.

Tim let out his own purr and then pressed his lips to Dick’s hair. “If you want me, then take me,” he whispered and then started to struggle again.

Tim felt his robes loosen from the rolling around and struggled to get out of Dick’s grasp. Dick, for his part, was holding Tim’s wrists in one hand and kissing his neck and scent glands again. Tim felt Dick’s other hand between them and assumed that the alpha was pulling out his cock, something that was confirmed when Tim felt the heavy weight against his thigh.

“You’re going to look so pretty on my knot,” Dick whispered in his ear and that was all the warning that Tim got before Dick struck and bit his mating gland.

Tim whined and felt himself start to finally drop. Dick held his teeth in and Tim could feel the feedback of arousal that Dick was experiencing combining with his own. He moaned lowly and released one of his hands so he could reach down and feel Dick’s cock. He received a low growl from him as he stroked him using the precum to make the glide smoother.

Dick finally released his teeth and then was dragging Tim’s clothes off of him. Tim gasped when Dick slipped two fingers into his pussy and start to fuck him on them quickly. “Babybird, if you keep doing that I won’t last. Let me make you feel good so I can claim you properly.”

Tim gasped and moaned as Dick played him as an instrument. “Please, don’t tease me. I’ve been so empty, I need it, please Dick, please alpha.” Tim begged.

Dick took the hint and lined himself up and slowly filled Tim with his cock. Setting a pace that was brutal and harsh Tim could barely hang onto Dick’s biceps and cling to the alpha. He felt Dick’s knot start to grow and squeezed down on it to make sure that Dick tied them together. He didn’t need to worry though because then Dick was thrusting in as hard as he could and Tim felt his knot pop as he was filled with the alpha’s cum.

Tim grasped Dick’s shoulders and pulled him against his neck again. “Please, mark me again, make me yours,” Tim begged him.

Dick bit down on his gland and then as the bond started to flesh out he pulled back and led Tim’s face to his own neck so that the bond would be two-sided. Tim bit the alpha and felt the bond snap clearly into place over his other bonds. He felt everything else fade away and Dick’s mating bond was golden.

“I love you,” Dick whispered into his hair. “I have for a long time.”

Tim pulled back and let his head fall to the ground. “I love you too. So so much.” Tim looked to the side where his perfectly good nest was just waiting. “Think you can get me into the nest before the next round?”

Dick chuckled. “Yeah, Sweetheart, I’ll carry you there in a moment.”

---

Three days later Tim's fever broke. He sat up in his nest and felt the bond between him and Dick and smiled. This was a better outcome than he dared to imagine when he went to Ra’s about getting a mate. He brushed Dick’s hair out of his face and frowned at the new scar over his eyebrow. He hadn’t had that one before Tim left.

“You’re thinking too hard,” Dick mumbled, reaching out to grasp Tim’s hand and pull it so he could place a kiss on his palm. “You don’t smell as strongly as caramel anymore.”

Tim leaned down and kissed Dick’s lips softly. “My heat’s over.”

“We need to figure out the future,” Dick whispered.

“I made a decision Dick,” Tim warned him.

“You saved Tam, now let me save you. Cass is expecting us home,” Dick countered.

“Ra’s will never let me leave,” Tim whispered.

“He will if you let me take care of it.” Dick kissed Tim softly. “Please, let me?”

Tim pulled Dick into another kiss and sent his love through the bond. “Okay,” he said, pulling away. “But if you get hurt I’ll kill you.”

“We’ll be back in Gotham before the week ends.”

#alice writes #my writing #omega tim drake #alpha dick grayson #omegaverse #dicktimweek2023 #dicktimweek #dicktim #They do make it out because Babs has just been waiting for Dick to take his com out #and Kon knows where Tim is for sure now so he Bart and Cassie are already on the way back to the compound when Batman Inc shows up to help

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 3: Vampire King!Dick | Talon!Tim | Daemons AU

Words Count: 1668

Title: Delish

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Emotional Manipulation| Blood Drinking| Implied Hypnosis

Tim was sure that Dick had a problem

His older brother has been trying to stay away from the other people living in the mansion as much as possible for the last few days, usually preferring to spend his day in his room with closed curtains and a gloomy environment

And this was not a situation that he would ever identify with him

Tim could never claim that the young man had never been like that, of course, but if Dick had an incident that made him unhappy, he usually camped next to one of his younger brothers and watched their movements

Which often resulted in Tim finding himself between muscular arms that wanted to edge his entire body into and hide him from everything

Dick mentioned that the reason he visited Tim the most when he was feeling unhappy was because he was his little baby

He talked about how a voice from inside constantly whispers that he needs to protect his tiny body, and because there are moments when he refuses to fall asleep, that creates a desire to have a peaceful sleep in each other's warmth by holding him in his arms

Or even though he knows that Tim is capable enough to take care of himself, he said that he can't relax if he's not constantly ready to help

And although Tim blinked his nose that day and grumbled about being an adult, he didn't care much about being seen as younger and maybe a little more in need of help for most things than he was when he was listening to the older boy's laughter

Now, at the moment when he received a routine response from every person he asked that everything is good, Tim could not help being nervous

Because even though all of the people in the manor said there was nothing wrong, no one was letting him go near Dick

There must be a situation and everyone was hiding it from Tim

In short, he had to get to the bottom of the incident...

Although Dick refused to go out during the day, he mostly did not neglect to go out on patrol. However, he had told Alfred, who had left his breakfast on his doorstep in the morning, that he would not be going out for this evening

In short, if the young boy stated that he was ill and made a few movements indicating that he felt bad, no one would question why he did not go on patrol

After almost an hour had passed after everyone had gone down to the cave, he began to move towards Dick's room, knowing that no one could turn around and stop him anymore

He waited outside the door for a few seconds. He had a really bad feeling inside and that's why he could also feel his stomach starting to contract

But if Dick had a problem, Tim had to fix it

He would do anything for him...

He raised his hand, tapped the wood gently several times, and turned the knocker of the door. It was locked, another thing Dick wouldn't normally do

The young man never locked his door because he knew that Tim used to use his room after the nightmares he had when he was Robin. Tim, on the other hand, would use that situation to his advantage to get a more comfortable sleep in an environment where Dick's smell was widespread

The rapid breathing situations that continued to come from behind the wall suddenly stopped upon the forcing of the door. With the creaking of the bed and the sounds of broken wood coming from the floor, the body inside had stood up

'Dick, may I come in?'

There was silence again for a few seconds. Tim would start gnawing on the skin next to his fingertips from the tension

The door opened a little and only Dick's tangled hair and blue eyes appeared. His knuckles had whitened

'Can you promise me you won't be afraid of me if you come, Timmy? I can put up with anything but...'

The sentence was interrupted and a painful moaning sound was heard. Tim thereupon, without answering the sentence that was said, entered and took Dick's face between his hands, getting up on tiptoe

His older brother's face was white. Lips were torn apart from being bitten, irises were growing and shrinking erratically. At the same time, his thin fingers were constantly lifting up in the air as if he wanted to hold something, and then he was forcibly coming down

Tim began to gently stroke the face he was holding in his hands. Soft, the touch of the skin caused tears to fall from the blues

The only problem was that what was flowing was blood instead of water...

That's when he realized that everything made sense. A dark room with no sunlight, Dick's attempt to stay away from everyone else was only to protect himself and those who remained

He brought to his mind Bruce's conversation about vampires being captured a few months ago, and his lips moved with an uneasy curl

There must be someone who had been overlooked, and he had caught Dick unprepared and condemned him to this state

When he noticed that his brother started crying more and more as the silence got longer, he tried to come to his senses by shaking his head from side to side. It wasn't him who was important right now

He needed to show Dick that he would love him in any way...

Holding the hands of the tall man, whom he could not move if the other side did not allow, he sat them both on the bed

He picked up one of the napkins that was on the nightstand and tried to wipe off the red spots smeared on the whiteness. Dick smiled slightly at this effort, put his thin fingers between his hair and began to decouple the tangled strands

They continued to work in silence, and as soon as Tim believed he was clean enough, he stood up straight and tried to show that he was ready for a conversation

Dick understood his purpose, as usual, put on a serious face himself, and began to explain

He talked about how one of the captured vampires escaped and met him by chance and bit him, turning him into a monster, and most importantly, how Bruce and the others now believe that he is a danger to everyone and must be imprisoned

Tim frowned nervously. So that's why they were trying to prevent him from learning. Because it was a universal truth that Tim would not believe that Dick would harm anyone

His anger towards his family became more and more inflamed. They had confined Dick to his room and deprived him of a normal life

Yes, maybe he could be a vampire right now but this would not indicate that his eldest brother should be considered as a killing machine

If they believe there is a danger, then why is he allowed to patrol?

No, that wasn't the important question, the main issue was that he must show Dick that he would always be there for him and Tim would always believe that he would never lose control

And how could he show it?

Tim's fingers rested on the buttons of his shirt for a few seconds. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't afraid because he was too nervous

It would even have been considered madness for him to allow Dick to drink from himself by opening his neck

But the ice-blue-eyed youth noticed that during the time they were not see each other, the young man was getting weaker and thiner, it seemed that he had never been fed, which was the result that Bruce and the others found him after transforming

Ignoring Dick's confused yell, he tore off the buttons as if to rip them off and grabbed him by the cervix and guided him to his neck

He knew that his brother was trying to escape, but he wasn't moving much because he wasn't sure of the size of his strength yet, and Tim used this to his advantage and began stroking the black wavy hair

'I trust you Dick, I know you won't hurt me if you can but you are suffering and it makes me very sad. Please let me help you'

After a short period of waiting, he felt a burning-like pain inside his neck and tried to pull his toes inward with a reflex

At the same time, his body was constantly trying to escape, but Dick's arms wrapped around his waist area were preventing him from leaving

And with every draw of his blood, Tim was starting to ferment. It's like a piece of your soul is being pulled out

He knew that for no extra reason his dick was planted right on Dick's stomach, but neither of them did anything to fix it

When the swallowing sounds that filled the room for a few minutes stopped, Tim opened his closed eyes and looked at the young man opposite. Along with the kisses placed on his forehead and the rest of his body, he also felt that his eyelids were getting heavier

The last thing he saw before going to sleep was his big brother's warm smile

He didn't notice that Dick was smiling a little bit more when he put Tim in a suitable position on the bed and covered him up with a blanket or how when he opened the curtains and let the sun come in which didn't burn him with a dangerous grin

He was just feeling happy because he had helped the person he loved the most

Besides, how could he have known that a vampire drinking blood from his real mate would become immune to sunlight with extra power, or that everyone in the manor was under Dick's control expect him?

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